The body of Sir Rowland was then laid on the large table. Sydney was strumming over a new song which stood upon the piano. . Chapter XXI HER SISTER’S SECRET “I think,” Lady Ferringhall said, “that you are talking very foolishly. No, no! Not now!" Ruth turned abruptly and walked toward the bungalow, mounted the veranda steps, and vanished within. “This isn’t furtive,” said Ann Veronica. She went to her own table and sat down. " "And who is its mother?" asked Jonathan, in an eager whisper. Then instinct took over. I’m sick of this town and I can’t wait to get out. He used to call it his fire-escape—ha! ha! I've often used the ladder for my own convenience, but I never expected to turn it to such good account.
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